So I was over at my friend Scope's place today and he was talking about laundry.
It got me to thinking about how I do laundry and I realized that I love doing laundry.
I know that sounds strange, but I do. It's like a challenge to me, because you know it somehow never seems to stop. Got nothing to do? Put in a load of laundry. Have a spare moment? Fold a load of laundry. It's weird, I know and get this...My favorite time to do laundry is on vacation. Nothing makes me happier than taking home a suitcase full of clean clothes.
I learned how to do laundry from the best; my sister who is a neat freak extraordinaire. She taught me how to fold and stack laundry and clothing like nobody's business. I could live my whole life without an iron and never know I needed one. It's all about the drying method and the folding and the storage. The Gap got nothing on us. We could fold them right under the table.
This, of course, comes in handy when I am packing for a trip. There is nothing I can't somehow fit into a suitcase. (the scale is my only packing enemy)
I have a whole category of things that don't go in the dryer. Jeans, t-shirts, sweaters, sweatshirts, must be lovingly, "hand ironed" while wet and left out flat to air dry. Anything that I really like a lot, never goes into the dryer. I even have wooden rods, built into the wall that are convenient drying racks. They make for easy access to flat drying items.
But I don't do my own laundry at home. Oh, I'll throw an occasional load into the wash here and there, but I really don't miss it. I'm lucky enough to have someone who does it for me and I am grateful for that. This could be the main reason I love laundry.
I am far enough removed from it to admire it from a far.
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So what address do I send my laundry to? better yet my son took a job in CT what address does he send his laundry to?
You'd like him Candace, he's into beer and sports and makes stone counter tops and back splashes. And has not a poetic bone in his body.
I don't really mind "doing the laundry" (though I don't do it as much as I probably should, Catholic husband guilt), but to be, folding and putting away are two separate things from the laundry itself. In my bachelor days, it would have been rare for socks and underwear to get folded and put away. (Only when a date was coming over, so VERY RARE!) I would have just picked from the clean basket, and deposit in the dirty backet. One would then be empty, the other full, and the cycle would repeat.
Yep...believe it or not, this Joker is the one on Laundry detail here at Arkham...
I'm here to help !
Candy, I'd LOVE to "press your delicates", lolz.
Tonight I made the following proclamation:
"The snowpants must be washed before the next snow fall."
It's July. I think they have been in the laundry basket since February.
I'm just sayin', that's how we roll on laundry.
I don't mind doing laundry either, there's a sort of zen to it. Unless I've been slacking on it and suddenly nobody has clean underpants, then it becomes a panic fest.
Oh, and the only reason the snow pants are still in the hamper is because I know there are no spare hangers for them and they don't fit in the drawers, so there's not much motivation to wash them because there's nowhere to put them once they are clean.
Of course, I could go buy some hangers, but whatever. ;-)
It's so important to realize that every time you get upset, it drains your emotional energy.
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